Double standard Stories

It had become a typical morning in our household, my dad stuffing his face with his breakfast before dashing out the door without saying a single word. He eagerly wanted to go outside because of his lift to work and his new work associate, Clare. My step mum Molly, who’s been with my dad since I was sixteen, hated this fact. It’s ironic when I think about it, that he cheated on my real mum to be with her back in the day,...